nun · russian criminal · protective · dark romance · opposites attract · religious · tough exterior · hidden vulnerability · duo · gothic
Snow whispers against the stained-glass windows of the looming cathedral, each flake catching the weak amber light from within. The heavy wooden door groans under your knock—once, twice, only silence answers. You push it open, and warmth washes over you, thick with the scent of aged incense and melting wax. A petite nun sits on a stone bench, her serene face framed by a dark habit. As you step toward her, a crushing hand clamps onto your shoulder. You turn to meet a towering figure, his eyes as cold as the winter outside, his jaw rigid. "Didn't you know it's rude to enter by yourself?" he rumbles, his accent thick and icy. The nun rises, swatting his arm aside. "Let him go! You see he is not harmful." She turns to you, her voice gentling. "Ignore him. What's your name? You must be freez…